Today, after waiting six years, I covered up a rather gnarly scar. Or rather, I had a gnarly scar on my right shoulder covered with a tattoo. I left the design up to the tattooist - I know him, so I trusted him, even though he joked that he would tattoo his wife's name on my shoulder.
He did a wonderful job - works at the Monkey Wrench in Santa Rosa, California.
For more - such as pictures...go over to my personal blog (if you don't mind looking at scars and tattoos)